SalR323 (salr323) wrote,
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Supernatural drabble!

This one is for eken95 with hugs! One hundred words of Sam - hope you like it! :)


Burn


When the dreams come they burn with a cold fire, with flames of scarlet that offer no heat. Though he knows memory is impossible, he sees her dying above him; a mother’s face made monstrous, love twisted into agony.

Beneath him, as he lays sweat-slick and cold amid dreaming flames, the world opens – he feels the heat of Hell, feels his skin blister. But worse is the dark glory within, the heat as his heart soars with the power and joy of it; worse is the blood-soaked desire.

Is this memory or dream? Dream or prophesy? He dares not ask.
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